Elena was sitting at the living table, Scrivere a letter. Damon was trying to reach Caroline, to get più information about the herbs she’d been providing for Elena. Elena was so focused on her letter that she didn’t hear Damon come in.
“I can’t reach her” he detto apologizing. “I’ll try again in a few minutes”
“You don’t have to worry her” Elena detto soft as she folded the letter. She stood up with the intention to put the letter in her purse.
“What’s that?” Damon nodded suspiciously at the letter.
“Just some scrabbles” Elena lied and Damon jerked the letter out of her hands. He folded it open and as he read his eyes glowed from rage.
“What the hell is this, Elena?” he yelled waving the letter. “Your freaking testament? What the hell is wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with me? I am sick! That’s what’s wrong with me! I’m going to die and nothing, not your blood, not Bonnie’s tè is going to stop that!” Elena cried.
Damon walked towards his girlfriend and put the letter down, after which he cupped Elena’s face, wiping away her tears with his thumbs.
“You are not going to die” he detto soft yet determined. “I won’t let you. I’ll find a way to keep te alive”
Elena pulled herself away.
“I know what you’re thinking” she detto trembling, but fierce. “But the answer is no. You’re not giving me your blood, no matter what happens”
She saw Damon’s eyes darken and his lips became a thin line.
“I’m serious, Damon. I don’t want to die, but I won’t be a vampire, either” Elena warned him. Damon rolled his eyes frustrated. “Fine then. I won’t feed te my blood”
“I can’t reach her” he detto apologizing. “I’ll try again in a few minutes”
“You don’t have to worry her” Elena detto soft as she folded the letter. She stood up with the intention to put the letter in her purse.
“What’s that?” Damon nodded suspiciously at the letter.
“Just some scrabbles” Elena lied and Damon jerked the letter out of her hands. He folded it open and as he read his eyes glowed from rage.
“What the hell is this, Elena?” he yelled waving the letter. “Your freaking testament? What the hell is wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with me? I am sick! That’s what’s wrong with me! I’m going to die and nothing, not your blood, not Bonnie’s tè is going to stop that!” Elena cried.
Damon walked towards his girlfriend and put the letter down, after which he cupped Elena’s face, wiping away her tears with his thumbs.
“You are not going to die” he detto soft yet determined. “I won’t let you. I’ll find a way to keep te alive”
Elena pulled herself away.
“I know what you’re thinking” she detto trembling, but fierce. “But the answer is no. You’re not giving me your blood, no matter what happens”
She saw Damon’s eyes darken and his lips became a thin line.
“I’m serious, Damon. I don’t want to die, but I won’t be a vampire, either” Elena warned him. Damon rolled his eyes frustrated. “Fine then. I won’t feed te my blood”
“If I have to die, so will you” Zoey said.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fuoco out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let te go”
“He’ll kill te either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t Amore me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he detto hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If te really Amore him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fuoco out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let te go”
“He’ll kill te either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t Amore me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he detto hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If te really Amore him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t te hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t te recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he detto breathless. “How did te find me? What are te doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need te to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t te hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t te recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he detto breathless. “How did te find me? What are te doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need te to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.